I'll see you on the roof.

Arthur didn't realise till Ivan had left that he had no idea what he was talking about. What roof? Why would either of them be there? Was it some sort of cryptic message?

As he exited the toilet, mulling over Ivan's words, he almost walked into Angelo who brightened upon seeing him. "There you are!" he said, letting out a sigh of relief. He handed Arthur the present from Kiku. "I was beginning to think I wouldn't see you till class."

"Ah, yeah, thanks," Arthur said, distractedly. He turned in the direction of the lockers, wanting to put the present out of sight and out of mind for the moment.

"Are you okay?" Angelo asked.

Sighing, Arthur nodded. "More or less. I just have to figure out a way to let everyone down without hurting them too much. And Ivan just added to my troubles." He showed Angelo the handkerchief and the flowers stored within.

"Oh, that's sweet of the big guy," Angelo said with a grin. "I wouldn't have said he would confess to you."

"He told me he'd liked me since he'd met me."

"Aha! The old 'this person is nice to me' infatuation, huh?"

Shrugging, Arthur dodged around a girl who was clutching a present to her chest, seemingly working herself up to giving it to someone. A little way ahead, he spotted a blushing boy fidgeting in front of a pretty girl who looked surprised. Everywhere he looked, the Valentine's Day bug had taken hold. "They all seem pretty serious to me. Which makes it all the more difficult..."

"Well, I decided to make life easier for you," Angelo told him with a proud grin. "I told them all to meet you on the roof after school and you'll tell them who you choose then."

Arthur froze in front of his locker. "You did what?!" he exclaimed, spinning to stare at his friend.

Angelo blinked at him. "Well, I figured you could let them all down at the same time. At least-"

"That's horrible! Why would you tell them that?!" That explained what Ivan was talking about, if he was listening in when Angelo told them.

"Hey, hey. Calm down. I was only trying to help."

"How is this helping?! This is not helping! This is making everything worse!"

That made Angelo frown. "Look, it's not my fault you've let them all confess to you, one after the other, and done nothing. What else are you going to do? If you tell them one by one, it will only make it hard on you. Do you want to have to deal with all their different reactions one after another?"

"That's not-"

"-the point? Well, sorry for worrying about you. I'll go worry about someone else." Angelo turned to go, fists clenched.

Arthur grimaced. "Wait, Ange. I'm sorry. I just... This is..." He trailed off and winced.

Watching Arthur over his shoulder, Angelo sighed. "Yeah. I get it. In that case, I'll go find us somewhere to eat lunch, okay?"

"Thanks," said Arthur with a weak yet grateful smile.

Angelo left him alone and Arthur quickly opened his locker to stuff all his presents inside. He paused for a moment after he had offloaded them. Should he give them back when he rejected them? Or should he keep them? Would it be an insult to return them? Or would it confuse them with hope they shouldn't have? Sighing, Arthur swung his locker door shut and turned to go find Angelo.

For the second time that day, he nearly leapt into the air in surprise – Ludwig stood nearby, watching him.

"Ludwig," Arthur breathed, pressing a hand to his heart in an effort to calm himself. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to find you," Ludwig replied. He hefted what was in his arms higher and Arthur gaped at them. In his arms was a large, heart-shaped box, most likely chocolates. On top of it was what looked like a card in a plain, white envelope, the word Arthur written in a neat, small hand directly in the middle. Between the card and the box, there appeared to be something else, a thin plastic box which could hold a CD or DVD, Arthur supposed. "These are for you," Ludwig told him.

"They- What?" Arthur asked in confusion.

"Chocolates, a home-made card and a mixed CD. And..." Ludwig paused to clear his throat, his cheeks turning pink. "Will you be my Valentine? I really like you and have done for a while. I will await your answer." And he pushed the pile of presents into Arthur's arms.

"W-W-W-Wait!" Arthur cried as Ludwig began to turn away. "Why would you-? I mean-"

"You are a very determined individual," Ludwig told him, turning back to look into Arthur's eyes. "You work hard and I respect that. So... Well..." Ludwig coughed into his hand, trying to hide his deepening blush. "When I could, I, er, watched you. And it... developed. Um. I should go n-"

"Hang on," Arthur said, trying to juggle the presents and catch hold of Ludwig's sleeve to stop him. "What about Feliciano?"

"Mm? What about him?"

"Doesn't he...?" Arthur trailed off, realising that Feliciano had likely not told Ludwig about his crush on him. Unless Arthur was completely wrong in his assumptions – he had been wrong about not receiving Valentines today, after all. "Never mind," he said instead and latched onto something to make Ludwig forget he had mentioned anything. "What's on the CD?"

"Well, different songs."

"Like?"

"I Can't Fight This Feeling, I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing, My Heart Will Go On-"

"Okay, all right," said Arthur, quickly. "I get the point. Um. Thank you, I suppose."

"Right," said Ludwig. "I'll see you on the roof."

"Of course..." said Arthur with a sigh, watching Ludwig march off.

The presents Ludwig gives are mentioned on the Wiki-How for how to Ask Your Crush to be Your Valentine. The songs are on this list: spinditty dot com /playlists/Love-Songs-from-the-Heart - apart from My Heart Will Go On which I just plucked from my head.